[Zwrota 1- Young Buck ] Im in the porche, no passenger Feelin like a filthy rich drug trafficer See did nobody give me shit, i got my ass on that interstate Made sure momma had food on that dinner plate You not a boss if you aint never took the loss Some birds never lend it, but at least i didnt get caught We dont even use scales niggas break off a brick Whatever over is yours homie just take it and get They gave Big Paul life, but i aint thankin about stoppin Cause soon he tried to quit, thats when the feds came got em Aint nothin in my name and 50 cleaned up mine Im still paranoid though from what i left behind Gotta put me some gloves on, they fuckin wit buck now Tryna slow me down, got me pissin in cups now Three kings on a mission, see we got it for cheap You put us together nigga, the streets finna eat
[Zwrota 2- T.I.] Remember standin in the trap with 5 of 6 Over a vision and a pyrex The nigga that ordered that quarter key aint even came by yet Blew a whole "O" of dro and i aint even high yet Spent 4 G's or more and i aint even fly yet Viper truck daily grill big wheel pimpin And they done gave us 20 mill, we a big deal pimpin Think we fakin what we spittin better get real pimpin 'cause we still will kill, you just better chill pimpin Get it how you used to live it, keep on fakin for the women The life we all make descions even with faces with collisions Like me at 13 out with no supervision Straight thug livin, bumpin prov drug dealing Seen daily on the block, need yay we on the block Keep the hatin to yourself cause that AK be on the block Dougy see me in V, me and K-T we in the drop Went from standin the block with rocks standin on the top
[Zwrota 3 -Ludacris] Knick knack paddywhack, still ride in Cadillacs Family off the street! made my homies put the baggies back Still stacking plaques! (yep!) still action packed! (yep!) And dough!! I keep it flipping like acrobats! That's why I pack a mac, that'll crack 'em back Cause on my waist there's more Heat than the Shaq Attack But I ain't speaking about ballin, ballin Just thinking about brawlin till y'all start bawlin We all in together now, birds of a feather now Just bought a plane so we changing the weather now So put your brakes on, caps put your capes on Or knock off your block, get dropped and have your face flown Cause I'll prove it! scratch off the music! Like hey little stupid! don't make me lose it!! Yeek yeek woop woop!! why you all in my ear?!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
